15.04.2022, 03:25
ON THE DEATH OF JAMES CROPPER,
THE ENGLISH PHILANTHROPIST.
CROPPER! among the wise, the great, the good,
The friends of MAN, whate'er his caste or clime,
Thy memory shall be hailed with gratitude
Thy labors honored to the end of time !
Thine was a soul with sympathy imbued,
Broad as the earth, and as the heavens sublime ;
Thy godlike object, steadfastly pursued,
To save thy race from misery and crime.
Mourn, England ! for the loss thou hast sustained,
And let the nations of the earth lament,
With spirit broken, and with grief unfeigned ;
And to her tears let LIBERTY give vent;
A star of glory has in darkness waned
No more on earth survives the good man eloquent.
.
THE ENGLISH PHILANTHROPIST.
CROPPER! among the wise, the great, the good,
The friends of MAN, whate'er his caste or clime,
Thy memory shall be hailed with gratitude
Thy labors honored to the end of time !
Thine was a soul with sympathy imbued,
Broad as the earth, and as the heavens sublime ;
Thy godlike object, steadfastly pursued,
To save thy race from misery and crime.
Mourn, England ! for the loss thou hast sustained,
And let the nations of the earth lament,
With spirit broken, and with grief unfeigned ;
And to her tears let LIBERTY give vent;
A star of glory has in darkness waned
No more on earth survives the good man eloquent.
.